Alex And Marcus Lewis Inheritance Novels & Stories

Alex just answered with a serious voice. “Well, you should do that and also, to be fair with your wife, I decided to take back your full inheritance if you will leave her because our agreement is you will have your full inheritance if you will have a wife and get married so if you are thinking of breaking our agreement and have a divorce with your wife because I already gave you what you want, then you should think twice because I will not let that happen, understand me Alexander?” his dad said with full authority.

"Was my mother right about Marcus all along?" “I only met Marcus once or twice. He was a weak brother. Your father inherited all power. He was the legal heir of Alexander Quinn. I have no idea who Michael married and why she was so unfit. However, after all this happened, I assumed that Marcus was biding his time, hoping to get the prize at the end. He could never defy his father or brother.” He fiddled with an empty beer bottle in his hand. “I wish I could give you more, but I just don't know."

“Young Master Jared, it’s better if you say it.” Jared lit a cigarette languidly and took a deep breath. Then, he puffed out a smoke ring before saying to Alex slowly, “We’ve already said all that has to be said before, but I don’t think you realize the severity of the problem. In that case, I’ll emphasize once again that the properties under Chase Lucas’s name should be inherited by the Lucas family. Moreover, I set my eyes on them first. If you insist on taking them, not only will you become the enemy of the Lucas family, but you’ll also become an opponent of the Xavier family…”

I needed the weight of his touch to keep me from spiraling. "If Charles is dead, the asset liquidation from 2021 is frozen," I said, my heart hammering against my ribs. "The documents I just signed in Marcus's apartment... they're useless if the primary target is gone." "They aren't useless," Lucien countered, his thumb rubbing a slow, heavy circle over the back of my hand, trying to steady my erratic pulse. "They are more dangerous now. Chloe is the sole heir to Harrington Industries. With her father gone, she inherits the liability of what they did to your family. Marcus thinks he’s safe because his handler is dead, but he’s exposed."

“Markus. He’s our family lawyer.” Steven frowned slightly, thinking. Then he shook his head. “No.” Mom looked at him. “No?” “I’ve worked with Markus before,” Steven explained. “He’s not bad. But for a case like this… he’s not strong enough.” I frowned. “What do you mean?” Steven leaned forward slightly. “You said it yourself this isn’t just a simple divorce. It involves inheritance, a company, and Alex’s position.” Silence. “Someone like Alex won’t play fair,” he continued. “And if he starts using his connections and influence… Markus could lose before the case even really begins.”

“But... why?” “Because,” Marcus smiled coldly, ”a son does what his mother asks.” Vic felt the world spin. “You're...” “Charlotte's son,” Marcus finished. “Elizabeth's grandson. The true heir to Les Roses Noires.” “Impossible,” Alexandra shook her head. “You're too young...” “Elizabeth had another child besides Stefan,” Charlotte explained. “A daughter she gave up for adoption. My mother.” She smiled at Marcus. “Making him the perfect inside man.”

"Marcus is dead. His organization is fractured. But we recovered files. Digital records. Offshore accounts. Everything Marcus built over thirty years. Including something interesting." "What?" "Richard's inheritance. Marcus left everything to Richard. Two hundred million dollars. Properties. Businesses. All tied up in trusts that activate on Marcus's death." "So Richard is rich now," I said. "That makes him more dangerous." "It would. Except Marcus included a clause. Richard only inherits if he is alive and not incarcerated on the date of probate. Which is in six months." Damien understood immediately. "So if we can get Richard arrested and convicted before probate—"

"Sorry does not bring her back, does it? Sorry does not change the fact that she is dead, and the Moon Goddess played some kind of cosmic joke by sending me back just to fail her all over again." "Sending you back?" Dennis frowned. "What are you talking about?" I shook my head. How could I explain that I had lived this day before? That I had died and been sent back in time? "Nothing. Forget it. Let's just do the Will reading." Mr. Harrison looked uncertain, glancing at Maria. She nodded slowly. "Very well," Mr. Harrison said, opening his folder. "As you all know, Alpha Marcus's will was quite straightforward. The bulk of his estate, including leadership of Shadow Crest Pack and controlling i

But Alexander did not look convinced. Neither did Celine, who had just reached the outer steps and stopped under rain, watching Liora with terrifying concentration. Victor rose slowly. “That registry key,” he said, looking at Adrian, “what exactly survived Elena’s archive?” Adrian smiled faintly. “Enough to ruin inheritance law in three countries.” Marcus snapped: “Stop speaking in puzzles!” But Adrian was no longer looking at Marcus. He was watching Alexander. Watching him calculate. Watching him understand something dangerous. Then Alexander asked the one question nobody else had reached yet.

“And who she’s working for.” Kaelan joined them, his arms full of driftwood, his expression grim. “I’ve been thinking about that. Marcus didn’t just leave me the inheritance out of guilt or apology. He left it to me because he knew someone would come for it. Someone who needed it to have a clear heir.” Elara turned to face him. “You think this was planned?”